439: Chapter 438: Nangong Fu is Killed 439: Chapter 438: Nangong Fu is Killed Because of that kiss, the welcoming banquet for Nangong Fu ended without a happy scene.
Nangong Fu sat at his seat, visibly downcast.
His entire demeanor had darkened, and even when Xu Ruolan initiated conversation several times, he seemed distracted.
Finally, the meal was over, but Nangong Fu forlornly ran off alone.
Before leaving, he turned and looked back at Ning Fan and Xu Ruolan with eyes filled with jealousy and resentment.
“It’s finally over!” Ning Fan stood up and stretched lazily, relieved that the annoying guy was finally gone.
At the same time, Xu Ruolan, with a frosty expression, kicked Ning Fan directly in the knee.
“Ouch, what the hell?!” Ning Fan exclaimed, clutching his knee, “Why did you kick me?!”
Xu Ruolan snorted coldly, a flash of embarrassment crossing her eyes before she scolded, “You shameless jerk, you actually…”
Dared to kiss her in front of everyone!
Xu Ruolan, too embarrassed to continue verbally, was not prepared for Ning Fan’s earlier kiss at all.
Now that she thought about it, she still felt the embarrassment of not wanting to show her face.
“Did you even ask for my consent before doing that?” Xu Ruolan demanded.
Ning Fan argued back with a look of frustration, “Damn, you’re my fiancée, after all.
It’s just a kiss, it’s not like it’ll cost a piece of flesh, is it really necessary to be like this?”
“What do you mean by ‘is it really necessary to be like this’?” Xu Ruolan asked, word by word, looking very upset.
Ning Fan didn’t know what exactly had bothered Xu Ruolan; she hadn’t reacted during the kiss and had cooperated pretty well at the time, and now she wanted to settle scores after the event?
“We’re going to be married, and you’re still acting like a child!
You say no with your words, but wasn’t your body quite honest at the time?” Ning Fan retorted with a mocking smile in his eyes.
“You!” Xu Ruolan, now more embarrassed, pointed at Ning Fan’s nose and couldn’t utter a word.
“Hmph!”
Xu Ruolan huffed loudly and then turned and left quickly.
If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that her true feelings would reveal themselves in front of Ning Fan.
Seeing her shyly leave, Ning Fan chuckled and soon chased after her.
On the other hand, Nangong Fu stormed out of the hotel fuming.
He caught a taxi and directed the driver to take him to the nearest bar.
“Damn it, Ruolan actually likes someone like him!” Nangong Fu was very unwilling to accept the relationship between Ning Fan and Xu Ruolan even now.
To his knowledge, Ning Fan was just a doctor in the Xu family, and in terms of status, there was a huge difference.
How could someone like that be worthy of Xu Ruolan?
Nangong Fu really couldn’t understand why Xu Ruolan, who should have belonged to him, ended up throwing herself into another man’s arms.
If that person had been better than him, he could have at least consoled himself that it was acceptable.
But knowing that it was Ning Fan, Nangong Fu felt as sick as if he had swallowed a fly.
“Xu Ruolan, I’ll make you regret this.
With such a person, you will never find happiness!”
Once at the bar, Nangong Fu turned into a heavy drinker, downing bottle after bottle, all in an attempt to drown the humiliation that Xu Ruolan and Ning Fan had brought him.
“Handsome, are you alone?”
Just when Nangong Fu was drinking himself to near confusion, a sexy, blond woman with a voluptuous figure sat down next to him.
At that moment, Nangong Fu’s mind was full of thoughts about Xu Ruolan and Ning Fan, and being suddenly interrupted, his expression turned somewhat impatient.
“Don’t bother me!”
“Hehehe, drinking alone can’t heal the wounds of the soul…”
The blond woman’s voice was very enticing, and her seductive posture led to wild thoughts.
Just then, Nangong Fu noticed her beauty and began to be gradually drawn to her.
As the drinks went down, under the influence of alcohol, Nangong Fu lamented greatly to the woman, divulging all the resentment in his heart.
“Hehehe, birds of a feather flock together, we are both lost souls.
Why don’t we become friends?”
The blond woman whispered into Nangong Fu’s ear in a suggestive tone, the fragrance from her body extremely tempting.
She deliberately posed in an enticing manner.
Nangong Fu unconsciously swallowed his saliva, completely fascinated by the blond woman, and then followed her out of the bar.
After leaving the bar, Nangong Fu was led by the blond woman to a secluded place.
The cool night breeze sobered him up a bit, and he felt a bone-chilling cold penetrate his soul.
He couldn’t help but ask the blond woman, “Where is this?”
The blond woman stopped, her previously seductive demeanor turned icy cold.
She turned around and, without giving Nangong Fu any chance to react, knocked him out.
…
In a dimly-lit basement, Nangong Fu was tied to a steel chair, his limbs shackled, surrounded by numerous torturous devices.
As he gradually came to, the basement welcomed three other people.
They were all clad in leather, tall, and had cold demeanors.
“It’s about time,” said the middle person among the three, a Caucasian man in glasses, coldly staring at Nangong Fu on the chair.
Nangong Fu suddenly snapped awake and loudly demanded, “Who are you?
Why have you captured me?!”
Nangong Fu was sweating coldly, his eyes filled with horror as he stared at them.
The menacing aura of the three men indeed terrified him, especially the leader in glasses, whose icy gaze made him even more panicked.
Realizing that none of the three men were from Huaxia, Nangong Fu repeated his question in English.
The Caucasian man in glasses didn’t respond to Nangong Fu’s words.
He simply twisted his wrist, and a dagger appeared in his hand.
With a flash of cold light, Nangong Fu’s throat was slashed, and his blood sprayed all over him, killing him instantly in the basement.
With a heavy sense of injustice and full of questions, Nangong Fu died just like that.
The Caucasian man in glasses twisted his neck, brought the blood from the back of his hand to his nose, and sniffed it, his face showing a disgusted expression.
“Typical monkey’s blood, utterly disgusting!”
After saying this, the Caucasian man picked up a scalpel and meticulously cut off the skin from Nangong Fu’s face.
Holding the bloody human skin, the Caucasian man turned around, pressed it against his face, looking extremely horrific and grotesque, as a creepy atmosphere slowly spread.